nammamane

As we set out to explore around our new home over this past weekend, Savi seemed excited. Little did we know that in her itty bitty mind we were all headed out to Mimmi’s(my mom’s home in Bangalore). It was indeed a typical toddler scene in the car when she realized that wasn’t the case. Yelling, screaming, insisting. It was sad for a minute. The emotional me wondered how we could have done this to our little one … separated her from family, grandparents and all those experiences that so enrich a little being’s life.

But then, “Life is like a box of chocolates…You never know what you’re gonna get.”

I also thought of Forest Gump the day I waited outside the Operation Theatre in Mysore. Savi had just broken her arm and she was undergoing surgery for “lateral epicondyle fracture of the left humerus”. Just a little fall. Just one moment…I prayed while I thought of other things …. my own broken hand (only a cosmetic highlight on me anymore), Savi’s tender arm, her screams …

Once again, my respect for life had increased manifold …albeit out of sheer fear. There is so little we can do about a moment past …so little! Life is indeed like a box of chocolates .We had all put our heads together and designed what would be the best experience for my kids and me …a broken hand certainly wasn’t in it. It had been perfect until then …time with family, the animals, the yummy food and all …Thanks to my own broken hand, I told myself there is no reason why it should not continue to be that way. Things happen but life goes on, right? This will just be a little hiccup if everything with her hand turns out fine …

The rest of the days were mostly as fun but just a bit exhausting ;) … anyone who already has a toddler does not want a toddler with a broken hand! Before I knew it I had a yelling, screaming, paranoid, not eating, not sleeping, antisocial toddler …and on my hip ;) …for the next six weeks. Little did I know what stranger anxiety meant!! It was hard while I was in it, but I guess it was hardest for the little one. It could not have been easy carrying the cast around or sleeping with it!

Six weeks later, the cast and the rods are off …. and we have news that the fracture has healed well. All of a sudden, my little one is a markedly different child with a drastically reduced quotient of crankiness. Ahh, rest assured she is still a toddler and is insisting on holding on to a large part of that stranger anxiety ;)

Our trips back home to India. They are a little like our Reality TV Shows. We try to pack up every experience into the little time we have there … meet everyone and do everything. Not this trip though. Reality sure hit home during this stay. There was no meeting friends and folk with a paranoid little one! No shopping and no restaurants. Our agenda was filled with parks, animal visits and more animal visits. Ahh, I did try to sneak some sleep in between all that fun! We went where little Savi wanted to go ….whatever made her happy :). Home was where Savi wanted. Got it ?

It is no wonder that she insisted we were going to Mimmi’s even as I tried my hardest to convince her we were not.

“My little monster, my “reinforced toddler” …I love you so. But then, life is like a box of chocolates ……”

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